Of Woes and Shadows (Wednesday x reader)

Chapter 18: In the night dreams and monsters come out to play- Part 2

Very long chapter!! 

Y/N pov:

Now in a purple and black striped tent, Wednesday's crunching and twisting face against the puffy fake satin pillows. Her sweat was damping her pale skin like rain drops against a car's window. Her eyebrows looked like they was trying to stab her eyes put.

Said frown was seen on your face as your head tore it itself like a pack of starved werewolves. Thoughts were thrashing, ripping, biting, slicing, and snapping each other while so many of your heart felt like it was in a blender.

"Staring isn't going to help her you know"

Turning back, you found one of your witch friends holding to cups of steaming tea. Her Johnny Deep-style glasses slipped slightly down to reveal her purple eyes bubbling with concern.

"You sure there is no way I can help her?" you asked, taking the cup only to set it down on the small ground-level table.

"The best you could do is provide her comfort. And no you won't throw her deeper into whatever visions she's having if you touch her again."

With a sigh, you tried to pull your arm towards her but couldn't. Your had practically become stone upon remembering how Wednesday's unconscious body lashed against her hold when you carried her to Y/F/N. You were lucky that Atredis had found her among the crowd.

With an irritated sigh she walked over and yanked your hand on top of Wednesday's quivering hand. Sensing that your hand was hovering over hers it slightly stopped. Seeing that your heart fluttered a bit and interlocked your fingers together.

Her face calmed down slowly. She looked like Snow White when she was in peace. The dark-colored pillows and the crystals hanging from the tent's top, appear like stars. The perfume Y/F/N streamer sprayed and the fairy lights made the scenery surrounding you an 80s dark fantasy dreamy vibe. If it was a dream you probably would've kissed her like you were about to before her vision interrupted the moment. The way her dark eyes eyed your lips and how she was the one who initiated the moment gave you hope. Maybe she did find you attractive!

The small smile you had plumped down into a frown. Her comments on how she didn't want to be in a relationship echoed in your head like an alarm clock—waking you back to reality and out of whatever fictional hope your imagination was making. She must've been feeling the moment.

Closing your eyes, you took her blood flow, it was steady now She was fine and alive. Yet, the longer you felt the rushing warmth, it made the Ghost of the itch you get on your back appear. The longer you felt Wednesday's veins the itch made itself known.

Rocket shooting up from your spot along with Y/F/N you both stared at the entrance of the tent. A chill ran through both of your spines as the air felt heavy. The shadows Squirmed and became deep puddles that a careless person could easily trip on and fall into it. . Sinking waist-deep into the shadow realm and possibly being pulled into it to be eaten.

Atredis nervously shuffled from the pillow he was sitting on while the other three demons you had a contract with squirmed. You could sense Louche disappearing deeper into the shadows within the shadow realm, Noctrine straight up ditched you along with Luces. However, unlike Noctrine, Luces at least whispered to you to stay safe. With that both of them detached themselves temporarily from your soul.

"Stay here with her." you told your witch friend who nodded as she now had her talisman out ready to activate them. She handed you a few.

Walking out of your tent and snapping the face mask to hide your lower face, you scanned the ocean of people who were blinded to the massive change in the air and shadows. The shadows wisped around people like smoke as demonic and monsters whispered, drowning the music playing for you.